Very Gay, Very Ladylike

winter is just [lives in oversized sweater] [reads 2,000 page book in 2 days] [sunsets at 2pm] [depression intensifies] [eats soup] [listens to melodrama] [existential dread] [is touch starved] [wakes up early and gets out of bed 2 hours later] [listens to hozier] [“bro feel how cold my hands are”] [drinks tea] [rereads harry potter for the 7th time] [both dreading and restless for the upcoming new year] [avoids human interaction] [drinks more tea]

life is just *wakes up angry* *sits in public transportation for an hour* *lies to coworkers* *has iced coffee* *ignores emails* *sits in public transportation for an hour* *goes to bed angry*

if a demon possessed me I’d just b like ok take it from here good luck man

Beautiful

me immediately after talking about any personal information or emotions: ive revealed too much. i must never speak again, to show no weakness and preserve my identity

when you see someone from high school and they don’t recognize you that’s the exact opposite of the mortifying ordeal of being known. the gratifying relief of being forgotten

being in your 20s without family money is really like ok pick call center retail or restaurant to work in for next ten years